Marcy's Playground 6 by loyalsock - Sex Stories

Marcy's Playground 6 by loyalsock

... Whatever. One night, the s****r meets this guy, and they go to the back of the club to make out. Ms. J. is talking to another guy, a friend of his I guess. Anyway, after a while, Ms. J. gets nervous. Can't find her s****r. Goes out to the back alley. The first guy is beating and r****g her s****r. Ms. J. starts to scream, but the guy she's with covers her mouth and holds her down for a minute as the first guy finishes. Ms. J. is in shock. By the time her guy lets her go, and she runs to her s****r, her s****r is dead.&#034 &#034Oh my God.&#034 &#034Right.&#034 &#034Both guys disappear, never to be found. Bartender didn't know them. No one in the club knew them. Cops didn't know them.&#034 &#034Holy shit,&#034 I said. &#034s****r's name was Melody,&#034 Heather said. &#034Wow.&#034 &#034Yeah, so Ms. J. figured that people are always going to want sex. But she could make a place where it was really safe. Where she had everyone's information. Their sexual history. Record of their comings and goings. Accountability. Everything. On her watch nothing like that was ever going to happen again.&#034 &#034Wow,&#034 I said again. &#034Yeah. Serious. I admire her. She could have turned into a prude, or gone insane or something. But instead she made a place where people could know that they could be really, really safe. &#034People are who they are,&#034 Heather said. &#034I don't expect everyone to get my choices. But I'm really grateful a place like Melody's exists. I don't have to ...

... worry about Evan lying and saying he's working late. I don't have to worry that he's in some dangerous bar at night picking up some sleazy bimbo who is going to try and steal him away from me. I don't have to worry that he's going to look at me and say, wow, she's great, but if only... He's an amazing guy, and I'm pretty damn lucky—and I know it.&#034 &#034He's lucky, too,&#034 I said. &#034Damn straight,&#034 Heather said. &#034Not that you need to tell me any of this,&#034 I said. &#034It's none of my business.&#034 &#034But it's the truth. It's the simple, real truth. One thing you'll find about me and Evan, is that we're real. Also, that when we make a friend, we're friends for life, all the way.&#034 She smiled at me. I smiled back. &#034What's weird to me is that you work at Melody's. No offense, but you don't seem the type.&#034 &#034I don't think Mr. and Mrs. J. wanted to hire me,&#034 I said. &#034That's part of the reason I'm so glad the three of you were willing to help me. I feel like a minnow swimming in a shark pool.&#034 &#034Hah-ha. Speaking of sharks, how did it go with Jean-Luc?&#034 Heather asked. I blushed. &#034Ho-ho,&#034 Heather said. &#034No ho-ho,&#034 I said. &#034No ho-ho-ho, either. It's summer time, not Christmas.&#034 &#034That blush looked a lot like Christmas to me.&#034 I blushed harder. My cheeks felt warm enough to light kindling. &#034Well...&#034 I said. &#034I'm not sure what to ask you. I mean, that was like my first real date with him. ...